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My name is Fran Osborne.
"God has been so good to me that I wanted to share it with others."
In the mist of my sorrow,
I was under His(God) wings.
As a young child, Jesus was my imaginary friend.
My dolls and teddy bears were my congregation,
I would pretend
communion with my dolls, I was the priest.
If I only knew back then that I could have a personal
relationship with Jesus.
I had someone watching over me, all my life
but didn't realize it.
My mother would take me to church every Sunday.
I knew about Jesus but didn't know Him personally
My step mother worked for a priest.
When my parents got a
divorce
I was 3 months old, and my dad gave me to his aunt,
who I call my mother.
Her husband died when I was 8
then she adopted me to be able to support me.
My mom,honoured God in the home.
There was love in the home,
her ways were warm and caring,
she prayed everynight.
My trials started when I was 15 I was
ask to babysit for New years eve, that night I
was rape. I never told my mom.
I got married, at 17, my ex
became a drunk,and he never spent time with the 4 kids.
I didn't go to church but I was praying that God would change
him or let me find someone that would love me,
and my kids.
In 1978 my sister in law took me to this church,
and there was a person that was being delivered from
a devil she had in her. The pastor said whoever is not
reborn come to the front so Satan does'nt go
in you. That scare me, I went to the front
and said the sinners prayer, because I didn't want
no devil in me. That night in my room I cried to
God and said please God don't let the devil near
me. I open my bible for the first time,
and the first thing I read was, don't be affraid.
Psalms 91:5 Thou shalt not be afraid for
the terror by night; [nor] for the arrow [that] flieth by day;
I felt peace and fell asleep.
I was under His wings but didn't know it.
A Mother's pride is always her children.
I'll never forget the day I experienced the loss of
my son.
It was 4:30 in the morning and it was still dark outside,
I was preparing to open the restaurant where I worked.
The phone rang and it was my daughter in law to be, she
would often call to ask questions about her new born baby.
The first thing I said to her "what's wrong with Ashley
(the baby) She said I have some news to tell you that's
very inportant,could you leave work. She tried so hard
not to tell me over the phone that my oldest son was dead,
but I insisted to know what was so inportant.
Then she told me, I didn't believe what
I was hearing, so she put the policeman on the phone that
was there with her, he asked me to go identify my 20
year old son's body at the hospital.
He told me that my son had been killed in a car accident
.
My third child had come to see me just before the phone
had rang,
God knew my son would be of help to me through this.
My son Brenden asked me, what was wrong as I hung the
phone and picked it up again to call my boss.
As we were driving to the hospital we saw my son Byron's
car, the tow truck was picking it up.
I stopped and asked, where my son body, and he
said, they took the three of them
to the hospital. I yelled at him saying what three.
Now I was thinking that he had his two other
brothers with him.I stayed Quiet because I didn't
want to tell my son what I was thinking.
I can't described how I felt,except my nose was burning,
and my stomach was in knots.
His body was destroyed and as I layed my hand on his
stomach it caved in.
The steering wheel had gone through his chest
cavity breaking all the bone structure.
Later, I started to question "where was his soul".
Only two places, "heaven or hell".
I needed God, He was the only one that could help me at this time.
I could of blamed God for my hurt,
that is what most people do. But I thank God, for a
mother that took me to church at a young age.
I remembered the story of when Jesus body was
destroyed for us.
He took on the world's sin.
He was beaten, spit on, and much more.
I could not imagine a person being nailed to a cross
alive. I cried, and cried, and asked God to forgive me
for forgetting him, I asked Him into my heart.
He not only came in, but He took away my hurt
and gave me a peace within.
I pray for my other 3 sons that they come to know Jesus
as their personal saviour,
It has been 10 years since my son passed away.
There is much more going on in my life, my husband was
ordained this year. God is really looking after
me.
Speaking in tongues,this is something else God done for
me.I ask my husband for four years how to speak in tongues,
he told me to open my mouth and praise God, I would open
my mouth, but nothing whould happen,my husband got so
tired of me asking, one night he prayed to Jesus, "Please
Jesus hear her now, she is hungering to talk to you in her
Spiritual Language."
After his prayer he got up and went to the kitchen, then
I started to tell God "God I guess you don't want me
to have my own prayer language", but I started to praise
him and telling him I still loved Him, all of a sudden, I
felt that I was going in a semi-sleep and I started to
speak in a language that I didn't know what I was saying
I was to scared to shut up, because I didn't want to lose
that beautiful feeling.
My husband stayed, out of
the room, he told me later, that I spoke for two hours. To me
it felt like 10 minutes. God is so Good.
I've only been a Christian since 1994, and God
has done so much for me. I had asked Jesus in my life
in 1978, but I had one foot in the world and I had
a hard time to give my all to Jesus. I was still doing
things that Jesus would have never done. Put I am still
being moulded, for God is the potter and I'm the clay.
Three years ago I was walking in the bush and saw the
blueberries flowering only on certain patches, so
I blessed all that part of the bushes in Jesus name,
in what I call my Garden of Gethsemene I
found no flowers and no leaves yet when the blueberries
came into fruit, there were blueberries on the plants
that had no leaves and no flowers.
I cried because I knew that God put bluberries there
just for me.
I now face another big problem, my youngest son was
facing a attepted murder charge, and I know, that I know .....
God will look after him. We prayed God to save this young
boy's life as he was hanging onto life by a thread....
God did the miraculous the young man fully recovered.
For the first time in my
life I had God minister to me, I never had that experience
before,He gave me a verse
Proverb 3:5
Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not
unto thine own understanding.
Then the story of the prodical son(Luke 15:11-24-32)
The father knew in his heart that when his son would
return home he would be a better son.
That night I was kept awake for five hours getting
scripture verses.
So much more has been happening,
I prayed to Jesus, that my son would not get
more than 5 years. He didn't.
One day I was listening to christian music, in the song's
words it was saying he would still want to go to heaven
even if there was no saints there or family that had gone
before him. I said God that would be so hard, to go to heaven
without your kids and brothers and sisters. The next day I
walked
in church and my sister was sitting there her and her husband
and daughter, God was showing me he was in control.
I was so glad he comforted me,
and He knew my heart. Gave
me my back peace.
Would you like to know Jesus?
If so all you have to do is ask
him to forgive your sin,
and ask Jesus in your heart.
If you are ready
at this moment to
ask Jesus into your
heart then just pray
this little prayer
with me: "Jesus I
realize that you died
for my sins,
I realize you knew no
sin but took
mine to the
cross and
cleansed me with your
blood.
Please
forgive me and accept me as one of your
children.
Thank you Jesus. Amen
My vision:
is to spread the gospel, to help youth
and young mothers in the knowledge of Christ
to witness to others, they can be covered
under Jesus wings. Jesus paid it all for us
it is a choice we must make to accept Him,
or refuse Him. He defeated Satan, He went down
and took the keys from hell, to free us from
bondage if we believe and obey Him. The
truth will set you free.
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